Professor Choi Tae Hyuk rejected her request and approached again. Startled, Na Young turned and fled.
Watching her retreating figure, Tae Hyuk wore a stunned expression.
How many times had she run away from him!
Tae Hyuk ran his hand roughly through his hair.
The psychology of people tended to make them want to hold on more if the other tried to escape.
He felt as if he was being tested for his patience.
Na Young escaped from Professor Choi Tae Hyuk, heading straight to the shower and washed herself numerous times.
Waiting for Na Young, who had usually finished a shower in five minutes but took a whole fifteen minutes this time, was an intimidating call.
It was simply a threat.
Scarily enough, more than ten minutes had already passed since she had received the message.
Hesitating whether to go or not, an anxious Na Young headed towards Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s lab.
At this point, she might be considered a habitual fugitive.
But what could she do?
Whenever she got involved with him, she found herself running away.
Arriving in front of the lab with Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s name, Na Young took a deep breath and knocked.
Knock, knock.
Startled.
Na Young, who opened the door, discovered something and her eyes widened.
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk, who had summoned her to his lab with a terrifying threat, was leaning against the sofa, fast asleep.
‘What? Is he really sleeping?’
Looking at him not opening his eyes even as she entered the lab, it seemed he really was asleep.
Still, unable to feel relieved, Na Young kept her distance and examined him.
As if dealing with a ferocious animal that could attack if she approached.
After several minutes had passed and he hadn’t opened his eyes, Na Young let her guard down and slowly approached Professor Choi Tae Hyuk.
Whether it was because his sleeping face was similar to the last time she saw him in the hotel, she couldn’t take her eyes off his face.
As she got closer, the mingled scent of faint alcohol and meat wafted from his body.
If she could smell his scent, he could definitely smell her too. She thought that running away earlier had been a good decision.
Even though she felt more attracted to Professor Choi Tae Hyuk.
“Professor?”
Na Young called out to him in a small voice.
The reason she didn’t try to wake him up vigorously was because once he woke up, he would scold her.
Na Young bent over to get a closer look at his face.
She could now clearly see his densely spread eyelashes.
His sleeping face, which said nothing, looked like a finely crafted statue.
It was a handsome face, where a sharp nose and deepset eyes blended in a masculine way.
Suddenly, his face during the climax flashed in her mind and Na Young hurriedly pulled back her body.
Na Young decided to leave without waking him.
As she turned her body and walked towards the door, Na Young stopped.
She had to leave evidence that she had been to the lab, as per his instructions. Thus, Na Young turned her direction towards the desk.
A note on a postit would suffice.
There was a pen on his desk, but she couldn’t find any postits, so Na Young opened the desk drawer.
She paused.
What she was looking for was a postit, but something else caught her eye, and she stopped.
There was a small velvet box in the drawer. It was just the right size for a ring.
Na Young lifted her head and looked again at Professor Choi Tae Hyuk, who was still asleep on the sofa.
She thought she could just treat him as her supervisor now.
Wondering for which woman he had prepared this.
Her anger flared up. Even though she had no right to.
When Tae Hyuk woke up, he frowned as he realized he had fallen asleep on the lab sofa.
He hated waking up from a drunken stupor in a random place.
How long had he slept?
Tae Hyuk checked his wristwatch and lowered his feet from the table to the floor.
Thunk.
Hearing the sound of paper being stepped on, Tae Hyuk checked the sole of his shoe.
Rip.
What he peeled off from the sole of his shoe was a postit.
He let out a bitter laugh knowing that she had already been here and left.
When he approached her, she ran away, and when she came to him first, he was drunk and asleep.
He was frustrated that everything was such a mess.
Tae Hyuk’s brow furrowed as he looked at the crumpled postit he had stepped on.
“…….”
But why did she stick it on the sole of his shoe?
Something about that bothered him a lot.
Tae Hyuk stood up abruptly from the sofa and walked over to his desk.
He opened the drawer.
Tae Hyuk took out the velvet box that was kept in the same drawer after confirming that the postit he kept and the one Mun Na Young wrote on were the same.
Thud.
When he opened the box, a single earring came out.
‘Did she see this?’
Tae Hyuk looked back and forth between the earring and the postit.
But he really didn’t know why she stuck it on the sole of his shoe.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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